He glanced at the balcony, watching the shadows of the tree branch nearby danced behind the closed doors, the snow falling slowly down as winter waved its first night... first coldness and fear.
He had left those doors open earlier... but they were now closed. It was probably Yujin who closed it.
Chunhee gulped down, sensing a foreboding emotion rising in his stomach as he began to walk to the sliding doors, reaching for the blinds to cover them entirely. The action wouldn't require too much effort now, would it? Just a little bit closer and he could close this door...
Suddenly, there was a sound coming from the outside. Startled, Chunhee stopped and flinched.
It was the sound of a bird flapping its wings, seemingly startled too as it flew away when Chunhee approached the door.
Chunhee let out the breath he was holding.
Then he heard Daehyun's voice again.
"Chunhee? Yah, Han Chunhee! Are you there?!"
